Dm There once was a farmer from old Flotsam town N.C. Who was tired of sowing his seeds on the ground N.C. He went for a wander and walked till the dawn N.C. Till a wanton old she troll he stumbled upon [Chorus]Dm A Dm And a hey-ho he's ploughing a troll!Dm Am The gods only know how the key fits the holeBb Dm Around in the stinking great den they did rollA Dm And a hey-ho he's ploughing a troll! [Verse]Dm The farmer he knew it was love at first sight N.C. They ploughed through the morning and into the night N.C. With teeth rotten black and a rank leather hide N.C. This hideous creature his bestial bride[Chorus]Dm A Dm And a hey-ho he's ploughing a troll!Dm Am The gods only know how the key fits the holeBb Dm A cavernous cave for his puny old poleA Dm And a hey-ho he's ploughing a troll! [Verse]Dm After time his excitement it started to droop N.C. He groaned at her farts and her cold onion soup N.C. The troll fixed his eye with a scowl made of stone N.C. And when the guards came around all they found were his bones [Chorus]Dm A Dm And a hey-ho he was ploughing a troll!Dm Am The gods only know how the key fit the holeBb Dm No burial mound and no rest for his soulA Dm Because hey-ho he was ploughing a troll! [Instrumental] (same as chorus)Dm A DmDm AmBb DmA Dm [Chorus]Dm A Dm And a hey-ho he was ploughing a troll!Dm Am The gods only know how the key fit the holeBb Dm A dirty auld tale from the bed to the bowlA Dm Because hey-ho he was ploughing a troll! [Outro]F E Eb Dm Ploughing a trollF E Eb Dm Ploughing a trollF E Eb Dm Ploughing a troll
Ploughing A Troll
Miracle Of Sound
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